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"What the F-"

Was all a certain nation could sputter out before her voice was drowned out a swamp of yelling and arguing nations, whom had not acknowledged her unannounced presence.

People were at eachothers necks, screaming matches were displayed along the large table. Papers were eschewed and thrown across the room, folders were swept away in the midst of madness; some of the more level headed were left to hold back those of whom if they were to be unleashed would start a world war III in a matter of moments, impending threats were used as ammunition to feed the ever growing feeding frenzy in wich was called a 'Meeting'.

The unorthodoxly late nation seemed to be lacking in words due to the milevilent scene unraveling before her.

Though through the midst of heated rapid fire she gained her composure enough to make an attempt at resolving the spewt.

"What in the world are all of you doing?!" Yelled a very exasperated voice, seeming to extinguish the fiery pits of rage

By whom this was siad was by a woman no taller than 5'2. Her skin having a Latin complexion a milky chocolate whith a sheer of bronze, ceadar green eyes to compliment, though fills with wrath at this time. Her extremly dark brown wavy hair reaching to her hips. Her body was curvy but still had an appealing figure. She wore a toap brown pencil dress that reached just below her knees with a neckline that showed of her sharp collar bone but was still modest. A pure white collard jacket with golden extremists was placed atop it, though only reaching down to the center of her ribcage, a matching set of white stilettos to accompany.

"Ahh? Miss. Mexico, I didnt zeem to check zou off zee lizt" "-zough I could have zourn zat I had double checked-" Germany muttered the last part to himself double checking the clip board with a long list of names to himself.

The expressions around the room were of smugness and discontentment.

Miss. Mexico (yet to be named if anybody has any suggestions) stood there with a briefcase in one arm the other on her him, steadily tapping the hard soul of her white stiletto against the chilled marbled floor.

"I have no idea what has gotten into any of you, though I did expect more of you all" She sternly spoke, not seeming to miss the point she was making, she had a silver tounge that is for sure. Her sternness was accompanied with the clicking of her heel of wich she was tapping, making her seem more intimidating.

Many nations just looked to the side or rolled their eyes, feeling as though they were being chastised like children.

After her statement she seemed to be disconcerned and continued on to approach her chair, though as soon as she began to move, the people of the room started to regain their items and fix themselves, a light mutter filled the room.

As Miss. Mexico was walking beside the the table her eyes landed on dalton whom was brushing off his blazer, her eyebrows rose but she kept a stagnate face. She did speak though if aknowlagement "So it is to my assumption that this young fellow here us the cause of the current situation?" Many eyes shot away from her averting her gaze

Though the silence was broken when two little ones popped out from under the dark oak table with a look of mishcheviousness

"And us!"
Lilo piped up with he sweet singsong voice, seeming to have forgotten about the previous endeavors.

"Oh...my" Miss. Mexico swooned at the two young ones

"You are so cute!" Her previous demeanor seemed to pull a 180°

"Thank you!" Lilo smiled, Nickoleh flushed and pulled his scarf to cover his now heated face

"Miss. Dudett!, these are Lilo, Nickoleh, and Dalton.." Alfred meekly smiled and moved aside so she could gain easier viewing access to the children.

"Alfred who's kids are these! Are you babysitting?!" She smiled and cooed

"Ah..no they're mine.."

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"HAHHAHA! OH THAT WAS A GOOD ONE" Mrs.Mexico started doubling over of laughter

But soon after she discovered he wasbt laughing, he was serious

"...what?" She nervously laughed

"They're..mine" alfred meekly smirked

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"I zhink we should start ze meeting tomarrow on a different note?" Germany suggested weakly

The room seemed to brethe a sigh of relief and of anxiousness for what lies ahead, but then again the only people who know that are the gods,

And at the moment....they were angry Gods

IM SO SORRY I HAVENT POSTED IN A WHILE AND ITS SHORT, But I hope you can tell I've been practicing my writing skills! Hope your lives are going happy, love -author



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